Let the Angels Tell Them (Poem by Jane Murdock)

Let the Angels Tell Them (Poem by Jane Murdock)

Let the angels tell them poem

Let the Angels Tell Them

Isaiah of old said, “Hear now, behold,
a virgin, conceiving, shall bear a son.”

Indeed it would be as God’s prophet foretold.
But who would tell Mary, the favored one?

Let Gabriel; let the angel tell
Mary, the virgin, of the Highest’s will.

Who would tell Joseph and make him believe
that here was a virgin who could so conceive?

The wise virgin Mary let an angel tell him.
(Let an angel tarry, for more surely, we find,
does one believe angels than words from mankind.)

Who was there to go out at nighttime and tell
the shepherds who wandered high up on a hill
that the Saviour was born? It was a bright angel
who brought them good tidings of joy for all people.

Practicing Christians, prepared to convey
the Christ understanding that’s with us today,
proclaim the glad tidings.

And should one refuse
to hear healing truths from lips of men,
let the angels,
let the angels,
let the angels tell them.


by Jane Murdock

(Definition of “ANGELS: God’s thoughts passing to man; spiritual intuitions, pure and perfect; the inspiration of goodness, purity, and immortality, counteracting all evil, sensuality, and mortality.”  Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, p. 581 by Mary Baker Eddy)

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